Hidden System

Chapter 9: the Last person I thought I'd hear from

~John Johnson~

"No. No. No. NOOOOOOOOO!" I jolted upright in the king size bed with Lucas staring at me with concern. I looked to my left to see Deacon leaning up against the door frame.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." I said running a hand through my still damp hair.

"Your screaming didn't wake us up. You were sleepwalking and you started to growl at my door. I carried you back to bed after you scratched me a couple of times. You even scratched Deacon in the face." Lucas said. I looked at Deacon and there was a huge scratch mark on his face. I stood up and walked towards him, he flinched a bit when I ran my hand across it.

"Do you trust me?" I said closing my eyes.

"No." he said bluntly. I scoffed and opened my eyes.

"Well then don't look in the mirror." I went to Lucas and healed his face and arms. Deacon stared at the mirror and then looked at me.

"You can heal too?" I nodded slowly.

"But you turned into a demon last night. How?" I look away nervous that he would react just like Zeus.

Since when did you care about Deacon's opinion?

A weight sat next to me and forced my head to where they were at. Deacon's eyes burned into mine and I could feel Lucas tense.

"What are you Emma?" my name rolled off his tongue with ease like he has said it a million times.

"I'm Unique." I said quietly. His eyes filled with sympathy.

"I'm sorry." he brushed a strand of my hair behind my ear. I jumped from the bed and landed on the floor. The double doors burst open and revealed the small balcony that gave me a view of the river.

"YOU IDIOT! LOOK WHAT YOU DID?!" Lucas roared. I flinched at the sound of his voice.

"What did I do Emma?" he said completely ignoring Lucas.

"You touched me the same way he did." I started to cry.

No no don't show emotions he'll use them against you.

I began to cry harder thinking about the things John did.

"Who Emma?"

"I'm getting Dominic." Lucas bolted out the room.

"Emma." I forgot he was here. Why does he ask so many questions.

Deep breath just answer him.

"I'm not ready to tell." I said avoiding eye contact.

"Alright that's ok. Can you at least tell me why you are crying?" he said sitting on the hardwood floor.

"When I show emotions he uses them against me." I shuddered.. He grabbed the blanket off the bed and looked at me asking for permission. I nodded and he slowly got up and draped the blanket around me.

"Just between you and me. I know how it feels." my eyes shot wide.

"How?"

"Hold onto that thought." the door burst open and a fuming Dominic walks in.

"YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" he yelled and sent a ball of flames towards Deacon. I created a force field around Deacon while catching the ball of fire with my hand. Dominic's mouth hung open as if someone broke his jaw.

"Stop Dom. it Wasn't his fault."

"Emma I don't want you to get hurt." he said lowering his voice.